Catching Feelings- Leah Williamson

Chapter Twenty-Six

I stop resisting her touch and I let myself blend in to her embrace, our bodies swaying in harmony as Leah lowly sings the lyrics in my ear, "I love you baby, trust me when I say..."

She twirls me again but this time, my foot slips on a small pool of water that's created on the floor, making me lose my balance. Leah's grip around me tightens, holding me in place, preventing me from falling. The kitchen fills up with our laughter as the song slowly comes to an end.

Leah helps me regain my position, my arms still wrapped around her neck.

"Fine, you win... this was fun!"

Leah stares deep in my eyes, our faces close to each other.

"What do I win?"

Theres a switch in her face. Her smile slowly fades as her eyes that are now filled with lust shift their gaze between my lips and eyes. I breathe out slowly, feeling overwhelmed by her hands on my waist, pulling me closer and closer to her.

We cant do this. We shouldn't. This is not for show anymore. There are no cameras around. Its just us.

I part my lips and Leah's jaw clenches. It looks like she's fighting an entire war inside her head. Her face leans towards mine, not enough to close the gap but enough for our noses to be touching.

"Leah" I whisper, her breathing becoming faster and heavier, "what are we doing?"

"I don't know" she confesses, her hands going up to the back of my neck, "do you want me to stop?"

"No..."

Then she kisses me. Without any warning, with no permission, without even deciding to do it. She kisses me like I've sucked all the oxygen in the room and her lungs are dying for air. She kisses me like the breath I was holding belonged to her and she wanted it back.

My entire body burns with desire as our tongues dance with each other. The way she's touching me, the way she's holding me makes me forget about everything. Anything else other than this is unimportant.

It was when she slowly bit my lower lip and as I played with the back of her hair when I realised we were breaking all the rules, going against everything that we had agreed on.

It feels like we're two magnets pulling each other together, like there's some force between us, making our desires impossible to ignore, making all the lines blurry.

I can feel it in my bones, the way the thin lines between real and fake, enemies to friends to something more, hate to love blurring. They're practically inexistent.

The situation escalates quickly, turning into a heated make out session as Leah picks me up by the back of my thighs, placing me on top of the counter, my legs opened, allowing her to stay in between them. I wrap my legs around her waist, pulling her as close as possible as her hands find their way under my shirt, holding me in place.

I let out a small whimper, making Leah kiss me even harder. I kiss her just as fiercely, too weak to pull away, to break apart, to put an end to this. It feels like my body has been aching and craving her and now that I have her here, I cant get enough.

The only thing that can be heard is our heavy breathing and... water spilling?

Leah's POV

I'm getting lost in her touch, In the way that she's holding me and in the way she's allowing me to hold her when the sound of the water spilling fills the room.

I break the kiss, turning my head towards the stove where the pasta water is overflowing the pot and spilling out of it.

"Shit" I exclaim and reach for it, turning the stove off.

The worst possible moment ever.

"I guess we'll have to eat overcooked pasta" I chuckle as Hailey walks behind me, taking a kitchen towel and drying the water.

"I don't mind" she shrugs.

We both end up taking our dinner back up to the room and eating it on the sofa bed after getting changed into comfy clothes.

As we watch something on Netflix, I look over at her, as she's peacefully sleeping. She looks beautiful. I slowly get up and swoop her up in my arms, carefully trying not to wake her up. I walk towards the bed and gently place her down. I watch her shift a bit, getting comfortable under the covers.

"Night Hails" I say quietly before turning to make my way back to the sofa bed.

"Leah?" Hailey murmurs suddenly, while holding me by the wrist, "you can sleep on the other side if you want"

I stand there not knowing what to do. Hailey falls asleep again, the other side of the bed empty next to her.

Fuck it.

I get under the covers beside her, lying on my back. A weird sensation flows through me, knowing that we're in the same bed, this close, knowing that tomorrow morning, the bedsheets will have absorbed her intoxicating scent.

Just the fact that I'll be looking at her face first thing in the morning makes me feel excited to wake up for the first time in forever